It was like cold water was doused on me. My head was heavier than it ought to be right now and I could not wrap it around the fact he just spewed. There was no way in hell he had an accident. If he did, the media would have taken it. They would have made a run out of the story. But I did not by any chance hear this anywhere. Nothing. That was why this all sounded strange in my ears. The worst part of this whole thing was him saying that he got a call from someone that they knew where I was. “Why did you go? That's the dumbest thing you could have done. You went without verifying. You don't even know if it was all a fake alert to lure you out and get you killed.” I was suddenly mad. At the fact that he had risked his life and his well being just in the name that he was looking for me. “Can't you hear a word of what I'm saying right now? I'd do anything to find you then, which I did. I did not even care about it. I did not later reach out to the person again because it was a burner
I was sitting in his arms in a comfortable silence a few minutes later. It felt like the silence was comfortable but it was nowhere near the turmoil going on within me. As much as I wanted to be in his arms, we needed to talk. Maybe I've been overreacting all of these while. Maybe it was all my fault. I can't get over the fact of what happened to him. It's exhilarating. “We need to talk.” I said simply and I felt him stiffen behind me. Here goes nothing and everything. “Yeah. We need to.” He affirmed and I nodded like I wanted his permission to actually go ahead to talk. “About Charlie, I think we can work around something. Probably get you to meet her and introduce you to her officially.” I said. It was easier said than I had anticipated or expected. I did not expect it to be that easy for me to say. Maybe I already knew that this day would come and that I'd have to talk about it sooner or later. And my mind knew that I could turn Charles away for so long. Hearing about the ac
I shut my eyes immediately when I opened them. They felt too heavy. I felt as though bricks were tied at the edge of my eyes and pulled them apart. This is really terrible. After a few minutes of battling within myself, I forced myself to open my eyes. The ceiling looked unfamiliar so a feeling of fear gripped me. What was I doing in this place? Before I could put two and two together, I heard Charles' voice. “Calm down. You're safe.” Immediately I heard his voice, my frayed nerves calmed instantly. Don't ask me why, I don't know why myself. It's a reflex reaction that just happened. I looked towards the direction of where the voice came from and I saw him sitting on a chair that was somewhere in the corner of the room. He had a book in his hands like he was reading it and a pair of glasses perched on his nose. Don't ask me how I can see that too, I just saw it. But when did he start using glasses? The question found its way to my mind. “You like it? I started using it a few year
“I'll drop you off at home.” His voice jerked me out of the thoughts that was swirling in my head. Since our ordeal the other time, I've not had it in me to sleep at all. I could not close my eyes talk less sleep. “What?” “You have made it a habit of making me repeat what I say right?” He replied me. “Oh. Sorry. But I can get myself home by myself.” I said to him. I was already planning on doing so before he said it. I stood up from the bed ignoring his presence and made my way to the bathroom. Needing to wash my face and put myself in order before I left. I felt much more better than I was throughout the whole of yesterday. Only God knows what he gave to me. But whatever it is, I really appreciated it. It was like I as never sick. I sighed as I threw water on my face. After I was done with that, I threw my hair up in a messy bun. It was strange how I was not shy around the man to say the least. There should be this level of shyness where I should feel like he should not see my
"You can't tell me that Ashley. You've been doing this before and I didn't say anything. I'm not going to be taking it lightly with you this time." I said angrily."It's not yours. I've told you." She said in her annoying tiny voice. This bitch was testing me. She's been taking my designs and claiming it as her own and this is not the first time it has happened. She uses them to gain favour from our boss. At first I didn't say anything, thinking I was mistaken. But she's done it twice and the third time was a kind of bait I laid down for her and she took it hook, line and sinker. "That's what you think." I said to her. She's lucky we were alone this room. I went to the table and brought out my old design pad as the design an was old one. I flipped to the exact page of the design which was already old. Her eyes widedened when she saw it."See. Is it still yours now?? Why don't you just cut it and save us both from the stress of looking stupid?" "I….I…." She stamered. Ashley has been
Is it possible to be on earth and feel like you are in heaven? Feeling like the butterflies in your stomach will never stop? That is the exact feeling I've been having this past months.Charles and I have been going out for the past three months and I can say with all affirmation that they have been the best days of my life. He was so sweet and how he has been getting to see me everyday since then gets past me, because of the amount of work he has to do. He sends flowers to me at random times at work. My colleagues have been teasing me a lot about the secret admirer I have. I didn't tell anyone anything about the fact that I was dating our boss's son. That particular part still bugs me. I told him not to tell anyone about us because I was scared of his mother and I didn't want us to break up. I have this feeling that if she knows, she wouldn't want us to be together, even though he was totally ready to go public with it.There is another problem I have right now. I think I'm pregnant.
6 months laterI missed him like crazy. I stared out the window of my house. The weather has been recently nice but I've been in a sour mood for the past two days because I was mad at Charles. I told him I didn't want to see him at all, so we've not seen each other in two days. He's been calling but I was not picking up. The baby had to kick at that particular moment. It had random moments of kicking. Especially times when I'm thinking about it's father. I didn't want to know the gender of the baby yet and Charles agreed too."You miss daddy?? I miss him too." I rubbed my tummy, loving the feeling. I'm not angry anymore so I decided to go over to his place. It is a Saturday, so he should be home. I didn't want to call him to tell him that I was coming.I dressed up, grabbed the keys to my car and walked out of the house. Charles bought me a car few months back, saying he wanted me to be comfortable and all that stuff. He literally buys me something anytime he comes to see me. He spoi
Gwen“Here you go” I said handing the contract I just signed over to Jeffery my secretary. Make sure you tell them to bring in the exact fabrics we ordered.”“Yes boss.” He said with a fake salute and walked out. I shook my head and turned my chair around to face the glass wall behind me and I looked down at the city from here. Doing this gave me a sense of approval of the good I have done for myself over the years and it kind of relaxes me.If I was told I’d be in this position almost seven years ago, I would have laughed it off. After what happened with Charles… just thinking about him brought me so much heartache that I didn’t expect and it happens so constantly that there is nothing I can do about it anymore as my daughter Charlie is a spitting image of her father. I don’t let her go out too much in fear that she might meet an aquintance or someone that knows her father. And I was not ready to give my daughter up. After the incident, I left the city for good. I went cold and left n